daddy's little princess « niam

fifteen

Liam had spent his night at Harry's. He didn't know why, exactly. He tried to tell himself that it was because it was a bit of a longer drive back to his own home (it was, like, five minutes) and it was nearly midnight when Liam finally came back from work.

"So why are you here again? Not that we mind," Louis added the last bit quickly. He hoped he hadn't offended the dom.

"Honestly?" Liam looked into Louis' eyes. "I haven't a clue. I've probably upset Niall."

"Wait, you didn't tell him you were here?" Harry sputtered. Liam had nearly forgotten he was there; they had been eating breakfast in silence until Louis said something.

"No." Liam narrowed his eyes. "I just came over here right after work. Niall's at home by himself. Why?"

Louis' eyes widened. "Liam. I want you to realize something. Niall is in a fragile state right now. He already felt like he wasn't good enough for you the minute he saw your face. You've left him home alone."

Liam paled, and Louis hoped that maybe he had gotten Niall's feelings through his head. How could he even stand to leave Niall alone like that? The blonde was pregnant, for Christ's sake! But then again, Liam didn't know that. Louis wondered if Liam would have left if he knew Niall was pregnant.

"What did I do?" Liam whispered. his hand covered his mouth. "Why didn't you two send me back home when I showed up last night?"

"We wanted you to realize it yourself," Harry said sheepishly.

"Fuck, I need to get home." Liam stood from his chair and nearly knocked it to the floor. He grabbed his shoes in his hand and was out the door in less than a minute.

-

"Princess?" A whisper woke Niall from his sleep. It was a rough sleep anyway. Niall didn't move, though. He wanted to see what Liam would do.

He could hear Liam's steps leading over to the couch where Niall laid. There was a deep sigh and a dip in the couch. "Princess, I know you aren't asleep. I'm sorry."

"I don't want to talk to you," Niall mumbled and rolled over toward the couch back. "Please leave me alone. There's some breakfast left in the kitchen, if you want it."

Liam went to protest, but he realized there was really no reason to. He had done this to himself. "Are you feeling sick, baby? You've got a bucket."

"I said I don't want to talk to you, Liam," Niall huffed sharply. "Please, just leave me alone. We can talk later."

"I'll be up in the library if you want me." Liam leaned down and kissed the back of Niall's neck. The blonde shuddered a bit. "We can talk at lunch."

Liam's weight was no longer on the couch and his steps were no longer heard. Hesitantly, Niall rolled back over to face the telly. Liam had come home, thinking everything was okay and one apology would make it even better. Niall was not giving in that easily.

Unsteadily, Niall put a hand over his mouth and tried not to throw up. He could do this. He could make it.

-

Niall fixed himself a peanut butter sandwich and sat down at the bar. Liam would probably be down any second now, and he hoped that he would be able to finish his own food before Liam wanted anything.

the second Niall went to take a bite, Liam's steps echoed through the kitchen. Niall sighed quietly and put his food down and stood up.

"Sit down, princess," Liam told him softly. Niall was confused, but he sat down. "I'll make my own food. Are you feeling better?"

"A bit," niall answered nonchalantly. He wasn't really feeling much better, but he didn't say that. The hole in his heart still ached, and his stomach churned. "I can fix you something."

"It's fine." He waved Niall off. "I'm not helpless. I do want to talk to you, though."

"Now?" Niall whimpered.

"It'd be best. I'm really sorry for what I did, princess. I should have at least told you that I would stay the night with Harry." Liam had a look of sadness on his face. Niall wondered if he felt as sad as he did.

"You were with Harry?" He asked softly.

"Of course. Where else would I have gone?" Liam cocked his head to the side. He looked like some adorable puppy. Niall couldn't help but smile.

"I was afraid you'd find some girl and cheat on me." Niall talked so quietly, Liam almost didn't hear him.

"Niall." Liam leaned over the counter and took the sub's face in both his hands. "I might do a lot of stupid, stupid things, but I will never ever cheat on you."

"Promise?" He whispered.

"I promise." Liam kissed Niall's cheek. "Are we all better now?"

"I don't even think I was properly mad at you in the first place," Niall said sheepishly. "You're kinda hard to be mad at."

"I'm sorry I upset you, though."

"It's alright. It's over now, anyway." Niall got up and threw his paper plate in the trash. "I think I'm going to go dust. Do you have anything that needs to be washed? I can do laundry, too."

"I think I'm alright, baby. Why don't you not do any chores right now, and we go watch a movie?" Liam murmured. "You can choose."

Not cleaning sounded wonderful, but spending time with Liam was a million times better. "Toy Story?"

"My favorite." Liam grinned.

-

Niall stayed awake through the entire movie, surprisingly. "Thank you," he whispered up to Liam.

"What are you thanking me for?" Liam whispered right back. (He didn't understand why they were whispering.)

"Spending time with me. You could have been working, but you decided to stay with me. Thank you." Niall cuddled into Liam's side and hid his red face.

"No need to thank me, princess. I love you." Liam kissed his forehead.

"Love you too, Daddy," Niall answered in with the same love in his voice.

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this book is getting boring, is it not?

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